Diary of an 8th Grader

Oh My Gosh Ethan . . .

November 6, 2013
     So today in language class, Ethan accidentally stabbed himself with a tack -_-. Here's how it happened. I had this tack with me. I started to play around with it and I placed it on my desk. My hand hovered over it and I slowly placed my hand on the tip of the tack repeatedly. When I stopped, Ethan, who was sitting next to me, did it as well. But then he wen to quickly and hard that he got the tack stabbed into his palm. I had like a total freak out. "Oh my gosh, are you okay??" I asked him. Ethan stayed clam and cool like it was nothing and pulled the tack out. "Let me see your hand." I told him. Ethan held out his hand and I looked at it. There was a red spot where he got stabbed. "Did it hurt?" I asked him. "It was nothing." He told me. I looked at him doubtfully.
     Later on, I asked May to sign my folder. I have this folder of mines where I have all my friends sign. When May finished signing it, I placed it on the right side of my desk. May started telling me about something and I turned and faced her to listen. I noticed Ethan from the corner of my eye looking at my folder. Then, I heard a marker cap getting pulled off. I saw Ethan starting to sign my folder. I pretended not to notice. When he was finished, laughed a bit loudly and looked at me. I kept on looking the other way. Then Ethan tapped his marker on my desk loudly to get my attention. I finally smiled and turned at looked at him. I looked at my folder acting surprised. "Oh thanks." I laughed a bit.